"Anytime I see something screech across a room and latch onto someone's neck, and the guy screams and tries to get it off, I have to laugh, because what IS that thing?!"
I think Ruth Anne may be on to something. The poor duck haplessly dabbed on that new expensive high status French perfume earlier in the day, the one driving all the British husbands into the ditches of lust: Eau d'écureuil Sperme By JEAN PAUL GAULTIER. Pheromone sexual attractant strategy gone horribly horribly awry.
First cat bites, then monkeys on a train, now rampaging hormonal squirrels... when put together, sort of sounds like a cross between Animal Planet and the Jerry Springer show... looks like we're now the "When Animals Attack!" blog. :)
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A neocon squirrel?
"Squirrel expert" Ha ha, what a title!
They should have realized that a squirrel watching too much Lifetime with a lot of empty walnut shells nearby probably should have been left alone...
"Anytime I see something screech across a room and latch onto someone's neck, and the guy screams and tries to get it off, I have to laugh, because what IS that thing?!"
Seriously: stop it with the anti-squirrel propaganda. Replace "squirrel" with "Bush" and you're DailyKos or DU.
More evidence.
Oh god no, IT'S BEGUN!
HEAD FOR THE...well, I guess we can't run for the hills, can't we? Those are squirrel strongholds.
I know this account is supposed to be funny, but shouldn't this woman be concerned about rabies?
I wonder if she smells of squism.
jennifer, you took the words right out of my mouth.
I think Ruth Anne may be on to something. The poor duck haplessly dabbed on that new expensive high status French perfume earlier in the day, the one driving all the British husbands into the ditches of lust: Eau d'écureuil Sperme By JEAN PAUL GAULTIER. Pheromone sexual attractant strategy gone horribly horribly awry.
First cat bites, then monkeys on a train, now rampaging hormonal squirrels... when put together, sort of sounds like a cross between Animal Planet and the Jerry Springer show... looks like we're now the "When Animals Attack!" blog. :)
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